Ten Shadows Sorcerer - Vol. 2 - 32 (Patreon)

Chapter 32: Self-Embodiment Of Perfection

A second after Gojo-Mahoraga was defeated, Maho-chan appeared directly in front of Gen. Even as the attack broke the sound barrier and approached the speed of light, Gen still managed to raise his hand in time to block it.

Ssssh! BOOM!!!

Maho-chan’s fighting style naturally carried on Gen’s own. Despite all the techniques she had adapted to, only a handful were truly suited to her.

Projection Sorcery, Cursed Technique Reversal: Light, Piercing Ox. Combined with a body that had undergone adaptation countless times, she could now unleash this combination at will.

As Maho-chan brought down her attack, Sukuna-Mahoraga, positioned behind her, had already raised his hand.

“Dismantle.”

Compared to Satoru Gojo, whose attacks had begun growing increasingly varied, and Maho-chan, whose fighting style had always been versatile, Sukuna, currently wearing the Sukuna-Mahoraga Armor, had only one method of fighting.

The instant the slash left his hand, it wove itself into an airtight net. Gen, who had been smashed into the ground, was immediately carved into countless tiny fragments.

Ever since becoming a Cursed Spirit, Gen’s defensive ability had dropped by a level. It was most likely a consequence of his Cursed Spirit constitution. If Gen had merely become an ordinary Cursed Spirit...

No. It was probably precisely because Gen had become a Special Grade Great Vengeful Spirit that he simply took every attack head-on without bothering to dodge.

Watching the ground shredded by the Spatial Slash and Gen Zenin begin reconstructing himself once more, Sukuna-Mahoraga and Maho-chan did not lower their guard.

Crack!!

As lightning tore through the air, Satoru Gojo immediately spun around and threw a punch. Blue Cursed Energy enveloped his fist as it slammed straight into Gen’s.

“Fast reflexes.”

“I have you to thank for that.”

With Gen deliberately closing the distance, Satoru Gojo immediately began thinking.

At this range, Idle Transfiguration would definitely hit Gen, but...

Satoru Gojo caught the incoming Cursed Energy-coated fist with one hand. While holding it in place, he raised a leg to block Gen’s side kick.

Immediately afterward, Gen lifted his head.

His mouth had been transformed into the barrel of a cannon, aimed directly at Satoru Gojo’s face.

“Dragon Scales, Repulsion, Paired Falling Stars.”

The large mouth on Satoru Gojo’s lower abdomen abruptly began chanting, while his two lower arms pressed against Gen’s abdomen.

At the same time, Sukuna-Mahoraga and Maho-chan charged in from either side toward Gen, who had Satoru Gojo pinned down.

Gen wasted no time.

His entire body transformed into a mass of lightning. The portion of his abdomen touched by Satoru Gojo’s slash was severed outright. Then, with one hand on each side, Gen caught Maho-chan’s and Sukuna-Mahoraga’s fists.

He drew in a deep breath and fired a sphere of lightning toward Satoru Gojo.

The black-and-white lightning struck Satoru Gojo before he could even react. His Limitless defense failed to stop it entirely.

In that instant, Satoru Gojo understood what Gen had learned.

The reverse application of Inviolable...?

What a pain.

Satoru Gojo was briefly paralyzed, but almost immediately realized that he could use the same trick to counterattack.

After sending the idea to Maho-chan through their mental connection, she understood at once and raised her hand.

Without the Six Eyes, Maho-chan naturally could not perform the reverse application of Inviolable as smoothly as Satoru Gojo.

But that did not matter.

She had already adapted to it.

“Idle Transfiguration!”

Smack!

The instant she activated it, the distance between Maho-chan’s hand and Gen’s body was infinitely compressed.

With a crisp smack, Idle Transfiguration struck its target.

Sizzle.

Click.

The instant contact was made, Maho-chan’s palm vanished.

The sudden evaporation of her hand made her flinch in pain, while the golden ring above her head spun a full turn and immediately began adapting.

“Ooh... Maho-chan, you’re as powerful as ever.”

“...You flatter me, Master.”

White smoke rose as Maho-chan’s palm regenerated.

“I’m looking forward to it. If I’m going to die, it has to be you who kills me.”

“...I’ll live up to your expectations.”